I've the utmost faith that your aim shall be true, Nessa.
[Because lord knows he might not get this shark with the net, this is a bit outside of his wheelhouse. Her smile clearly seems to embolden him all the more, and with a grin he returns to the side of the fountain, aiming for the little baby monstrosity swimming around in it.
It's definitely a freaky little thing, a bit on the round side with pudgy, gray skinned arms and legs. Just... kinda crawl-swimming its way around in the shallow waters of the fountain. Honestly that can't be good for it, funky mutant fish or no. Oengus readies his net, casting a quick glance to Nessa.]
If I miss, it'll surely jump and try to climb free of the fountain. Mind yourself if it does, it's a nippy little thing.
[That's all the warning she gets, because right after that, he plunges the net downwards, trying to slap it over on top of the wriggly little creature. And he's close! He was so close, the net even hit it... But with a high pitched squeal unbecoming of a shark, it wriggles its way free of the net and lunges for the side, slapping its weird baby hands all over and making alarmingly good time in scaling the shallow walls of the fountain.]
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[Because lord knows he might not get this shark with the net, this is a bit outside of his wheelhouse. Her smile clearly seems to embolden him all the more, and with a grin he returns to the side of the fountain, aiming for the little baby monstrosity swimming around in it.
It's definitely a freaky little thing, a bit on the round side with pudgy, gray skinned arms and legs. Just... kinda crawl-swimming its way around in the shallow waters of the fountain. Honestly that can't be good for it, funky mutant fish or no. Oengus readies his net, casting a quick glance to Nessa.]
If I miss, it'll surely jump and try to climb free of the fountain. Mind yourself if it does, it's a nippy little thing.
[That's all the warning she gets, because right after that, he plunges the net downwards, trying to slap it over on top of the wriggly little creature. And he's close! He was so close, the net even hit it... But with a high pitched squeal unbecoming of a shark, it wriggles its way free of the net and lunges for the side, slapping its weird baby hands all over and making alarmingly good time in scaling the shallow walls of the fountain.]
Damnit-, Nessa, if you would?